Chapter 869 Dialogue between ancient and modern times?
It used to be a February day when the grass grew and the orioles flew, but now the wind and snow have not receded and the cold remains.
For nearly twenty years, the armored carriages on the Northwest Road finally came out of the northwest, spreading towards the various states and states like countless blood vessels.
This process is long and complicated, and consumes a lot of manpower and material resources. If it weren't for the wealth of the Northwest Road that could swallow up the world, I'm afraid it wouldn't be possible.
During this process, many large and small aristocratic families complained, and resistance and conflicts almost continued.
On the other hand, through the work-for-relief program, countless new towns have been built, allowing many people to survive the increasingly severe winter.
Huhu~
In the cold wind, Longyuan Prince's Mansion looked deserted, but across a long street, Longyuan Dao Yamen was in full swing.
Sixteen years ago, the old princess of Longyuan, Gan Gang, made an arbitrary decision and sacrificed the entire territory to King Linlong. Many ministers from the Northwest Road have successively settled in the Dao Yamen. More than ten years have passed, and it is on the right track.
However, unlike their colleagues in other Daozhou states, many of the officials of Longyuan Daoya will carefully avoid Longyuan Prince's Mansion every time they do important things, and try to minimize conflicts with the latter.
This is extremely rare in today's world, because officials from the northwest have a very tough style, follow the law, and do not show favoritism.
However, when Longyuan Dao behaved this way, neither the many officials of the Dao Yamen nor the Prince of Northwest Dao showed any dissatisfaction.
This is not only because there is a newly promoted Martial Saint in Longyuan Palace, but also because...
"You all came here in response to the warning, and you must know the purpose of this trip, but I still want to warn you!"
In the front hall of the yamen, there are more than a dozen magical masters, old or young, dressed as monks or Taoists, or wearing short robes, standing with their hands down.
Listen to the words of Governor Longyuan Fang Han in the first place.
"I don't ask for merit, but I ask for no faults! You must not hurt the young prince at all, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Fang Han looked solemn.
"I'll keep this in mind!"
Everyone looked at each other, but they all nodded, but they couldn't help but be a little surprised. Why did the governor care so much about the family affairs of Prince Longyuan...
"good!"
Fang Han nodded, and then led a group of people towards the Longyuan Palace.
From a distance, people were already greeting him at the street entrance. In the cold wind, Zhang Wen'an, who was getting older, saw everyone and squeezed out a smile on his old face.
"It's Fang's fault that I thank you for welcoming me!"
Fang Han quickly stepped forward, helped Zhang Wen'an up, and introduced the people behind him:
"These are all masters of magical powers from various states and even beyond the Great Wall. They are all extremely skilled in the magical powers of curing diseases and saving people..."
"Thanks for your trouble, Governor."
Zhang Wen'an expressed his thanks:
"Thank you, thank you very much..."
"You are so polite, old man. Before Fang took office, the princess had explained this matter many times. If I really want to thank you, I might as well thank the princess.
Fang Han didn't dare to take credit and waved his hands repeatedly.
Hearing the conversation between the two, the dozen or so magical masters behind them all felt strange.
Recalling the rumors about the friendship between this person and that person in Longyuan Palace, I couldn't help but think about Bian Yu.
"stop!"
Suddenly, Fang Han's body trembled, his sleeves raised, and more than a dozen magical power masters behind him were staggered, and they turned around involuntarily.
"Governor?"
"grown ups?"
The expressions of all the magical power masters changed, but Fang Han did not give any explanation and said in a deep voice:
"Let's go, let's all go!"
"ah?"
Several magical power masters were shocked and doubtful, but they did not dare to refuse, so they had to go back the same way.
"Governor, what is this?"
Zhang Wen'an was a little surprised.
"No, it's okay..."
Fang Han didn't even dare to wipe his sweat, he just bowed his body, as if waiting for something.
"Um?"
Zhang Wen'an seemed to realize something. Just as he was about to speak, Fang Han grabbed his sleeve:
"elder
Home, wait..."
Zhang Wen'an didn't want to pay attention to it, but he couldn't help but pulled him to death. He struggled several times and couldn't break free, so he had no choice but to stop.
Tuk-tuk-tuk~
In the quiet courtyard, the wooden fish beat rhythmically. In the monk hall, the old princess silently recited Buddhist scriptures and turned the beads.
At a certain moment, she seemed to realize something, her eyelids trembled slightly, but she made no move.
A room away, Yu Fengxian, who was lying on the bed, twisted his eyes and held down the Qinglong Yanyue Knife on the bedside.
But the next moment, her body froze, the fingers holding the handle of the knife suddenly tightened, and veins almost appeared on the back of her hand:
"What are you doing here?!"
Phew~
It looked like a ghost, coming with the wind. When Yang Yu raised his head, he saw Yu Fengxian with his sword in front of him.
Donglong Daoguo has unquenchable magical power and possesses a majestic vitality that is hard to find in the world. After twenty years of separation, she is still the same as when we first met.
"Go, go, go!"
Yu Fengxian stood in front of the bed, like a female animal protecting her calf, baring her teeth and claws, trying her best to intimidate:
"If you don't leave, I will take action!"
"you……"
Yang Yu came to his senses and felt a little dumbfounded:
"Are you afraid that I will steal your son?"
"This is my son and it has nothing to do with you!"
Seeing his wandering eyes, Yu Fengxian suddenly became extremely nervous, and golden light surged from the Qinglong Yanyue Sword:
"If you want a son, ask your princess to give birth to him! Don't come and steal mine!"
…
Yang Yu was speechless, and it took him a long time to organize his words:
"I just heard that there seems to be something wrong with your son. I stopped by to take a look. I have no other intention."
"Yeah?"
Yu Fengxian's face was full of doubts, but he still gave way hesitantly.
Lying on the bed was a child who looked to be no more than three or four years old. He was holding a wooden knife and sleeping soundly.
At a glance, between his eyebrows, he looked very much like the Yu Fengxian he had met when he was refining the "Yanyue Sword" when he was a child.
【Xuan Zhang】
【Shouyuan:3/1001】
[Fate: Time Dragon Bird (Xuanniao)]
[Fate number: five purple, three gold, one red, one green and one black]
[Dialogue between the past and the present (dark purple), the mysterious bird of destiny (light purple), the magical dragon son (light purple), the long life (light purple), the clock of time (light purple),
The spirit-consuming body (dark gold), the talent and wisdom (dark gold), the shadow of ancestors (dark gold), the ribs and tendons (dark red), the blessing of fortune (dark green),
Congenital deficiency (black)]
[Status: Recovering]
[Supernatural Dragon Son: Bred by Donglong, a dragon-like creature with greatly improved innate heels and feet...]
[Spirit-consuming body: The spirit bred by supernatural powers has no body of flesh and blood. It is born to absorb spiritual softness, but the spiritual softness required for growth is ten times more than that of ordinary people...]
[The Beloved of Time: The beloved son of time, time slows down several times on him, and one year of life is equivalent to several years of ordinary people...]
…
Various words passed through his eyes like water, and Yang Yu's slightly frowned brows also calmed down.
However, under the secluded sky, he actually has a destiny that cannot be detected.
‘Dialogue between past and present…,
"He sleeps for eleven hours every day, and he grows very slowly..."
Putting down the knife, Yu Fengxian looked a little sad.
"He is..."
Yang Prison considered his tone:
"It's a natural deficiency."
"Innate deficiency?"
Yu Fengxian was stunned:
"It's been more than twenty months, and it's still not enough?"
‘Seven years is almost enough…,
Yang Prison cursed in his heart, but naturally he didn't say that. Instead, he mentioned that this child was born special and needed a lot of spiritual pressure to nourish him.
"so……"
Yufengxian
I seem to understand:
"He's just hungry."
"...That's not wrong."
What else could Yang Yu say?
He deliberately stepped forward to take a closer look, but Yu Fengxian was very wary of him, as if he was afraid that he would snatch the child. In the end, he could not get close to the bed.
I could only transfer some of the spiritual softness accumulated in my body from a distance, and then I stopped when I saw that his aura became calmer and tougher.
"If it's fast, it could be three to five years; if it's slow, it could be as long as eleven or twelve years. He will probably be like a normal child."
Yang Yu calculated a little and answered.
"That's good, that's good..."
Yu Fengxian breathed a sigh of relief, and then pushed Yang Yu out of the room.
Only then did he talk about the incident when his own child suddenly made a noise.
"He said that he would talk to you twenty-nine years later and ask you to warn me not to break through the Ten Capitals?"
Recalling the deep purple dialogue between the past and the present in his destiny, Yang Yu couldn't help but frown.
He had a way to make up for all the obstacles before breaking through the Ten Capitals, including the shortcomings of becoming a Martial Saint first.
It can be said that as long as he wants to, he can break through immediately.
only……
"Well, yes, that's what he said."
Yu Fengxian nodded.
She didn't understand these words at the time, but she did write them all down, and there are no gaps now.
"He seemed to mention the word "Lu". Could it be that Lu Chen who invited you to Fangcun Mountain?"
Yu Fengxian guessed:
"Could it be said that if you break through the ten capitals, you will still have something to do with that Lu Chen? If you break through, it's not his breakthrough..."
"perhaps……"
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Yang Yu's eyes flickered, thoughtfully.
Before Yu Fengxian sent the message, he always thought that Lu Chen wanted to force him to break through the human immortal. For this reason, he even sent him the unity of spirit and body.
But there may not be another possibility... 'He was sure that I would not be coerced by others at all, so he did this deliberately. Instead, he wanted me to break through the ten capitals?,
All the thoughts were scattered, and Yang Yu couldn't guess Lu Chen's true intention for a while...
"That's all."
Seeing that he was silent, Yu Fengxian yawned and was about to go back to his room. Leng Buding Yang Yu pointed his hand and knocked him to the ground.
"you?!"
Before falling into a deep sleep, Yu Fengxian felt a stream of cool air pouring into his body. Faintly, he seemed to hear him say:
"...In the future, please have more snacks..."
Attacking me doesn't count, but you still have to humiliate me?!
…
…
Yang Yu didn't think Lu Chen was stronger than him, but the words of Wang Muzhi and others still touched him.
Therefore, he spent sixteen years, traveling from the northwest, sweeping through all the forces in the world, and returning to the Divine Capital, wiping out many threats with brutal means.
And successively met Yu Jing, Wang Muzhi, Qin Lihu, Jiang Wu, Yu Fengxian and others...
And on a snowy night, he came to Shuiyunguan. In the backyard of Shuiyunguan General's Mansion late at night, under the flickering lights, Xu Wenji was writing at his desk. At a certain moment, he put down his brush as if he had realized something, and looked out the window with a complicated expression.
:
"You came……"
There was a knock on the door, followed by: "Disciple Yang Yu, pay homage to Master Xu..."